A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 91: Discover

On Monday morning, when the little wizards passed by the bulletin board, they suddenly found that the content on it had been updated.

A little wizard read out the contents nailed on the parchment——

"It is planned to hold the second duel class of this semester at 8:00 p.m. this Thursday. Little wizards of all grades are welcome to participate."

It is signed with an elegant name, Felix Hemp.

"Why is it Professor Haipu? Isn't it Lockhart?"

"Maybe it was Professor Haipu who snatched the Dueling Club from him?"

"That's big news!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it may be cooperation, just like Snape in the last class, he was invited by Lockhart."

Under the bulletin board, the little wizards were talking about it.

The trio stood not far away, and Harry's expression was very excited: "It's finally about to start."

Ron is also full of expectations: "I hope to learn a few powerful spells. To be honest, I'm sick this week..."

Harry looked at him sympathetically, "He still asked you to copy fan letters?"

"Yeah, it's endless." Ron showed a disgusted expression, "especially a woman named Moria, who has the most letters and is the most favored by Lockhart. I can recite some complete Fragmented..."

"Don't!" Harry quickly stopped.

Ron muttered: "I've heard a lot of secrets from him these days, Hermione, I know him better than you now."

"But it shouldn't be, why did he do that?" Hermione asked puzzled.

"I think it might be self-defeating? He now has to write an apology letter every night, to Fudge." Ron guessed that Cornelius Fudge never responded to him these days.

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When the three of Harry came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Lockhart stood at the door with a pensive expression on his face. When they passed by, he grabbed Ron, "Tell me, has my personality changed a lot recently?"

There was a flash of horror in Ron's eyes, and he stammered: "No, I didn't pay attention, professor."

"Hmm...why do I feel something is wrong?" Lockhart let go of his hand in doubt, and the trio slipped past him into the classroom.

On the seat——

Harry said: "He also found that something was wrong, there must be something wrong with it."

"Maybe it's a confusion spell? Many spells have similar functions." Hermione analyzed seriously.

"It's possible, every time I face him alone, I want to curse him." Ron looked resentful.

"By the way, do you have any idea about those three parchments?" Harry suddenly remembered something, and he asked Ron.

"No, it's just an ordinary interview."

"What is it?" Hermione asked with interest.

Ron roughly explained their origins, and she wanted to ask more, but the class was over soon.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lockhart was still performing his own teaching performance, "I need to choose a volunteer. Today's plot is the most critical and exciting part."

The little wizards all lowered their heads.

"Ron Weasley, it's you!" Lockhart called Ron to the stage. Thanks to the confinement last week, this time, he managed to pronounce his name correctly.

"That's right, that's it, Ron, you are an innocent villager troubled by werewolves, you are begging for my help, yes! It's good to have a bitter expression..."

Ron grimaced as a prop in Lockhart's story.

"Next is my inner monologue, this paragraph is very important, you all listen carefully."

Lockhart shook his head and put on a gesture of concern for the country and the people, and said in a drawn out voice: "The miserable people! They are always facing the threat of werewolves, and the reason is that they killed a wolf cub who attacked livestock actively Cub, what did they do wrong! It's really sad, lamentable... My conscience can't make me turn a blind eye!"

As the performance continued, Lockhart straightened his chest, as if he was facing the praise of the villagers. But Ron's face suddenly turned pale.

Until he returned to his seat, his face was filled with a devastated expression.

"What's the matter with you?" Harry pushed him with his arms, was it too much of a blow? It's not that he hasn't done it before, he also played a vampire for three weeks in a row.

"Let's talk later, later." Ron shrank himself into a ball, avoiding Lockhart's sight.

On the other side, Felix was teaching the little wizards of the fourth grade.

"Today we will learn the last set of practical magic texts. By then, your magic puppets will be able to exert their full effect."

The twins in the audience raised their hands: "Professor Haipu, do you have advanced knowledge?"

Felix smiled, "What do you want to learn?"

"For example—open other practical runes." Fred said.

Felix blinked and looked at the twins, they seemed to be good seedlings for ancient runes.

It can be seen from the Christmas gift given to him by the twins. Of course, they did not use runes, but alchemy thinking.

"If some of you have the spare time ~IndoMTL.com~ I'd certainly like to teach some more," Felix promised.

After class, Felix called the twins.

"I want to know, do you have a clear plan for your future?" Felix asked.

"We want to open a Weasley's Wizard's Workshop!" the two said in unison.

"Hmm...like Zonko's Joke Shop?" Felix asked.

"It's almost... But Zuko's thinking is still in the last century. We want to do something more novel and interesting." Fred said.

"Yes! We have a lot of good ideas, but due to limited capacity, we can't make most of the designs." George's expression was rather regretful.

"Great planning. But I guess you don't have professional guidance?" Felix asked.

"Uh, when we were young, we found some books from home, about how to make gadgets and jokes, and we also checked a lot of information in the library, which was of great help to us, Professor Haipu. said Fred with a sly look.

A library? Or the Restricted Section? Felix didn't say anything, the twins were quite well known in professorial circles.

He simply sent out an invitation: "Next year, I will start my own ancient rune club, are you interested in it?"

The twins looked at each other in surprise, "Of course, Professor!"

George suggested: "Professor, can't your Ancient Rune Club be held in advance?"

Felix shook his head regretfully, "There is less than half a year left in this school year, and I was distracted by various things, so I had to postpone it until next year."

"However, if you have any questions, you can come to me." Felix said.